After the Ling Family returned home, unease gripped their hearts.
Ling Yun's mother had countless complaints to air to her husband, but Ling Yun adamantly held his position and refused to listen.
As for Ling Yun's mother suggesting an apology to the Xu Family, Ling Yun outright rejected the idea.
"He hurt my grandson, and I only slapped him. Which is more severe? Besides, wasn't it that little brat who bit me first?" Mentioning this, Ling Yun felt his thigh burning with pain.
When he looked at it after returning, the bite left his flesh mangled, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
"That's the Xu Family, not just ordinary people!" Ling Yun's mother tried to reason with him, but Ling Yun glared fiercely and roared, "What about the Xu Family? This time, they're the ones at fault first. You want me to apologize for a mere brat? If word got out, wouldn't it be a complete joke?"
Such an embarrassment was something he refused to accept.
